Second Chances

Disclaimer: I don't own any of this except Haven...you'll see shortly.

Spoilers: All Seasons

Author's Note: This is based off of a video that maitikaHan on youtube made, with her express permission I was allowed to write this based on that video. The plot is the same but not the story...check it out BEFORE you read this fic. It's called 'Coming back into your lives' and the creator was maitikaHan. The bold words are lines from the video.

Peter Bishop sat in the therapist's office, normally he wouldn't even touch a place as the one he was in but he had no one to talk to…no father and no girlfriend. He wondered everyday about them, knowing they didn't remember him. He'd woken up day with an apartment, a job, a real life…but he was alone. His job, convenantly enough was a biological engineering professor at MIT, had told him that if he didn't seek help they'd fire him. That had been after several days absence because of drunken nights.

Once he'd gone to Olivia's apartment, just to see if she remembered him and she only smiled when she opened the door and asked if she could help him. She didn't know him, even after he asked how she was but it only made her ask him to leave when he asked a question that was too personal for a stranger. He had left but only because Ella had been there, he heard her voice in the background...of everything he didn't want to scare his beloved niece...except she wasn't his niece anymore.

He never saw Olivia again, never approached her and it ate at him because he remembered every second of their life together...every moment of laughter and love...love he never expressed to her before everything was turned upside down. He knew with Olivia, his father was taken care of so he left Walter alone as well...having nothing to do with him. It would be too traumatic for the old man so he left him alone and continued on with life.

"Peter," his therapist called from her doorway, Kelly Tyler was his only source of sanity in the screwed up world he lived in.

They sat down and Kelly looked at her, "so how are you today?"

"It's been a year since everything was turned upside down." She never called his ideas crazy or tried to fix him, she understood that his mind was ahead of everyone else's and didn't think his idea of being thrown back into a different reality after working on a classified project was insane...or at least never voiced it. "I'm not dead so that's a good thing."

"I haven't seen you in three weeks...has anything happened since then?"

Peter sat back, "a few of my students graduated...it kind of reminds me of my niece, being proud of them."

"Now your niece, that's actually your ex-girlfriend's niece...you just called her that. You never told me her name, why don't you tell me."

He chuckled, "Ella...I'd call her Ella Bella, we used to do experiments together...I wish I had my family back."

"If you could have one person back, who would it be?"

"Olivia...she was, is everything to me. She doesn't know who I am but I remember every moment with her...I still love her. I think what hurts the most is that before all this happened, she said she loved me but I never said it back. I'd give anything to say it to her."

Kelly nodded, "have you ever approached her?"

"No...well once, a year ago. She didn't remember me and I haven't seen her since."

"Do you feel a loss of identity without them, without Olivia and your father?"

"Must be nice to know who you are. To know your place in the world."

"So what about you?"

"Oh, I thought I did. I thought I knew who I was. But I was wrong."

Kelly sighed, "Peter you need to move on and it will be hard but it's something you need to do. You need to let go of the life you had. Write a letter to each of them saying they don't know who you are but you just have to tell them something...say goodbye and leave it blank...nothing else. It will help even if it hurts for a while. Try to go on a date...Olivia will be your first love but not your last."

What hurt was that Kelly didn't understand that Olivia was the only woman he could love, two lifetimes he had loved her and there wasn't anyone else for him. He knew about her stepfather...that in this lifetime he'd been murdered by her when she was eight, most likely due to the programming from the trials...serve and protect from those who seek to harm...and she had. She didn't have a fear of unknown letters and he wouldn't be the start of such a fear.

Leaving, Peter got in the old station wagon he had...it was exactly like Walter's and the memories were too much to give it up. Driving through traffic he stopped to see what was going on, three years as an FBI Consultant made him eager to investigate. He saw cops and the FBI, he hoped to avoid seeing her but there she was on the phone...his Olivia, beautiful and perfect. He saw Walter walk over and she hung up, calming him with ease as he was distressed about something. It made him smile seeing her calm his father...to know they were taking care of each other.

He stood back and watched as everything was dealt with, watching her work and realized how much he missed watching her work. Walter rode with the body, that hadn't changed but immediately he watched Olivia cross to the barrier line...Rachel was there and in her arms was a girl about five. He smiled that Rachel had more children besides Ella but it was Olivia who took the girl and he heard her call Olivia 'Mommy' at hugging her. Pain shot through him just as much as relief did...pain that it wasn't his child but relief that Olivia was finally a mother...he knew she longed for motherhood.

That was too much, he left knowing she had a life and he'd have to give her up. This Olivia wasn't his and the little girl was proof of that...the third timeline in which he lost her was too much. Peter knew there was no changing this one and this signified that in any reality...Olivia was never meant to be his. He just had to find a way to say goodbye without hurting her.

A/N: Next Peter tries to say goodbye but with no luck.